Chapter 173

"You may have saved me from despair, but you also plunged me into it," I said. After I finished speaking, Ethan seemed to be stunned for a moment. I turned away. Both Ethan and his alcoholic scent nauseated me. Just before I was about to puke, he hurriedly got up from me. With a voice so soft that it was barely audible, he said, "I'm sorry, I—" Ethan stood up and looked at me with a conflicted expression. After a moment, he apologized again and staggered out. As I watched him leave, I slowly closed my eyes and unclenched my fists. Just when my fear had dissipated just a little, I heard a bang. I opened my eyes and saw Ethan lying on the ground. After a moment of hesitation, I gathered the clothes that Ethan had torn and stood up. I said, "Ethan, if you want to pass out, do it outside. Don't do it here in my house." However, Ethan didn't move. "Ethan," I called again. However, he still didn't move. I frowned and walked over to him. Ethan was lying on the ground with his eyes cl